The city never sleeps. It watches. It waits. You will wander the streets of Alleyville, alone: Through shadows that breathe life into unspeakable horrors. Where secrets pulse in the silence, and danger wears a thousand faces. You will communicate with inhabitants: The whispers of its people are riddles, their words like smoke. Truths are buried beneath layers of half-remembered lies, each conversation a step into the unknown. You will pick up artifacts: Lost tools, weapons, and the remnants of a world that no longer cares. What they are, and what they mean, may not be for you to know. But they are yours now.
